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lyrics
I used to smoke weed to try and be relaxed but the irony in that is that it started to trigger these anxiety attacks. Feels like somebody’s tying me to tracks. Hear the train of thought coming. Better get up and start running. Blow! Back to reality. Back to braking my back for an hourly wage ‘cause man, it’s either that or a salary and really there’s no way around it. Wait, I found it. What about crime? Would I do it myself, though? I wonder at times but nah. I believe in karma, plus I don’t want have to hide a side of me that my mother could find. So I’m still living pay cheque to pay cheque. Impatient. Spending bucks that I haven’t even made yet. It’s mo’ money, mo’ problems. Yeah? Well, I got some too and being broke don’t solve those.
Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Trying to live. Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Stressed out, trying to hold in the pain.
I thought it was simple. Easy. Lionel on a Sunday… am. I'd pray my dreams never “DJ AM”. Amen… Ason... O.D... Believing I'd see beyond sealed eyelids and every night I'd wish upon a “Ringo” Like Jiminy's opus to stringed oak but life's no Disney script. I want it so bad, every time I lick my lips I can taste success and I'm a chase the taste until my frame is laid to rest. Erased. Now, all I do is daydream. Lay in bed, awake. Afraid to face what's facing me today. I don't want to snap back to reality, no. I'm much more happier imagining, so instead of real life, my dreams will lead mine. Fuck what I have to, I'll do what feels right.
Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Trying to live. Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Stressed out, trying to hold in the pain.
I can feel the fear creeping in. It’s catching up to me. I’m wondering why death hasn’t fucked with me (luckily) or those in my social circle ‘cause they say “Life’s a bitch”, she’s supposed to hurt you. I go bizerk from the paranoia. Knowing there’s a bed for me. Who knows when they’ll prepare it for ya. We’ll see. I’m almost better off locked in, trying to kill time before it kills me. Yeah, I’m scared of death. It’s like I‘m running for my life. Shit, I’m scared to death. I don’t even feel safe inside. No escape, no place to hide when your time is up and the angels come ‘cause little Taylor didn’t even see the age of 1. Why her? Why now? Nobody knows the answer. Back when my brother was diagnosed with cancer my eyes couldn’t help but spill tears. That was years ago and thankfully he’s still here… but now it’s the same thing my buddy’s mom’s got. Yo, this shit seems to happen non-stop. What the fuck…
Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Trying to live. Back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity. Oh. Stressed out, trying to hold in the pain.
credits
from No More Questions (Album),
released August 20, 2010
Written and Produced by Scatter with guest appearance from D-Sisive.
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